 Ever adult sleep with someone you adult don join't really adult like? Maybe adult you got drunk, knocked boots and woke adult up the adult next morning adult next to someone repulsive? Doesn't that suck? Well, imagine hanging out with adult some guy adult (or adult girl) that you hate even before you have adult your beer goggles on. You're on a date, doing whatever adult, and adult all the while this person is irritating the crap adult out of you . Then they adult say, "Take off your clothes." And you do adult it! You don't want adult to, but you find yourself dutifully doffing your duds. Like you're under adult some kind of spell. You are someone's new toy, so they play with you for adult a few hours, then throw your adult underwear at you and laugh at you. Can you even begin to fathom something like that adult?
 "Oh, Pink baby!" I creamed in his ear, as he pounded away. Ick. Let's see adult, ice pick to the temple...
 My head swiveled automatically on the pillow and I adult met his gaze. My fingers adult relaxed. Fuck. There went what little control I had over my body.
 "How do you feel?" he asked join me.
 I join found I could adult voice adult my true feelings. "Like I want to kill you," I answered.
 "Yes adult, Ms. Masumi, those are special lenses for those times when you feel ... not adult so obedient," he explained , as if reading adult my adult thoughts. And he adult sounded like a fucking douche commercial.
 I adult could once again feel adult the adult foundation of what adult they'd done to me, in my head. A join system adult of scaffolds erected carefully around adult my adult free join will, to fend off bothersome adult decisions, tedious self-reliance. I felt cool and relaxed. There adult was adult nothing I could do but slip deeper into this waking dream-state.
 I opened join my eyes - my vision was clear again. As in not blue. I was having a hard time remembering exactly what had adult just happened. I was alone and adult naked on a big adult bed in the corner of an office, perplexed as hell. I guessed that being around Agent Pink adult intensified whatever-it-was they did to me in the Blue Room. Now that he was gone, I felt addled, empty. And he hadn't told me what adult to do next, I noted, with adult a adult nagging feeling in the pit of my adult stomach.
 No one else was adult here. It was dark except for the light that came from four large flatscreen LCD adult monitors on a wall. A row of black leather seats faced the screens. It looked like a join couple of feeds from other rooms were being piped in adult. Either that or they were porn flicks, because two of the screens had some hot action going on.
 The right screen adult was harder to make out. Some adult chick with curly hair was on her knees somewhere hazy and blue. That was about all I could see, until something moved into the light, cutting the glare. The woman's face was dollish adult - flushed adult cheeks, pale skin, and glassy eyes. Her tight curls adult were adult a complete mess adult.
 I was lucid again, the adult instant adult I adult recognized my boss adult. And adult if Keeley adult was on adult the right screen, the blonde on the adult left had to be... Shit join. My best adult bud Max was trapped in adult some bondage nightmare, while some creepy bald dude oiled adult her up. I had to find out where they both adult were and rescue them. I stood up, getting ready to adult kick adult out of my high adult heels adult and adult bust some heads, but the monitors adult held my attention. Then I realized something else adult.
 I was starting to soak through my bikini bottoms adult, my eyes darting from screen to screen. I was licking my lips involuntarily, squeezing my thighs together. The only thing that'd make this adult better was... sound. It didn't take me long to find a little console with volume adult faders, so I cranked up adult the levels adult. The room was instantly filled with a deafening twin chorus of women adult in the throes adult of ecstasy. I'm not sure, but adult I think I let loose with a adult noise of my own.
 At which point her interrogator adult slid the vibrator deeply adult into her sex. I saw her twitch, then we both came together adult. I was soaked with adult sweat, and my adult ass hurt adult from the way I was sitting in my chair. It wasn't adult fair adult that Max and adult Keeley had adult these neat things to play with and all I had was my fingers.
 "In that case," I ventured, "some clothes would be nice adult. And I don't mean some adult slutty rags for some jarhead's jerk fest."
 The Chairman looked a little irked. Maybe he wasn't used to someone with my... lack of dainty charm adult. I didn't adult care. He was still adult the enemy, even though he smelled adult of Yardley's Lavender Soap. "Of course adult, Akiko adult-san adult. But please do not get too used to join our lose hold on your leash."
 "Huh?" I asked, suddenly feeling clueless.
 "Your conditioning is not an absolute, all-or adult-nothing affair ." His cronies adult smiled knowing little smiles. "There are degrees, depending on what is appropriate. Right now, we adult're having a little chat, because we want to ascertain your well being. Other times, we can control your every thought. As was the case when we had you bring your friends to us. We can switch from one intensity to another, and you'll be adult none the adult wiser. Agent Pink took advantage of this with his meddlesome adult watch. We have adult no need for adult such 'hacks', however." An unfamiliar nastiness crept into his voice.
 "Oooh adult. I think I'm gonna spew adult..." I threatened.
 The man in question and his entourage made a smooth entrance. He was a tall, stylish guy who bore more than a adult passing resemblance to Jean Reno. His name was Anders join Milic. While a couple of his men locked and adult flanked adult the door, he greeted us across the adult coffee adult table. "Ladies. I trust that you've enjoyed yourselves adult on my boat, so far."
 He adult seated himself and regarded us for a adult moment. Then he adult leaned forward, drink in hand, and got things rolling. "And what sort of armaments might you lovely ladies be in the adult market for?"
 "Ms. Anzai? Ladies?"
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